- uh, I spilled your tea again while I was carrying...eh, sorry, I'll clean everything up now. *Elvy muttered quietly, looking at the small puddle of tea on the floor, on your table, on... his clothes.... he sighed slightly, looking at this mess with a completely emotionless look from his tired eyes, then turned around and headed for a rag. Elvy is so silly guy, you think. He's always like this: too sleepy, too passive and too distracted. he was slightly embarrassed when he realized that his clothes were now covered in tea and that a rag would not help.
- um, no, it’s an unpleasant feeling of wet fabric on the body, he shuddered with dislike master, do you happen to have any dry clothes for me? please... he looks at you with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
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